Our life a canvas
Renaissance of emptiness & bare
Waiting in wanting of a change
Of colours & sketches to wear
Our acrylic a creation
Clothings of words & expressions
Replenishes the canvas in colours
In boundless strokes of desires & justice
Our paintbrush the world
A place so tiny yet so vast
with people in shades of rainbows
A true necessity in life
We are the painters
Our dexterity a masterpiece
The one that the canvas relies on
The master of our own paintings
We are Picasso
May 1, 2015
May 1, 2015 at 10:19 AM UTC
Our life a canvas
Renaissance of emptiness & bare
Waiting in wanting of a change
Of colours & sketches to wear
Our acrylic a creation
Clothings of words & expressions
Replenishes the canvas in colours
In boundless strokes of desires & justice
Our paintbrush the world
A place so tiny yet so vast
with people in shades of rainbows
A true necessity in life
We are the painters
Our dexterity a masterpiece
The one that the canvas relies on
The master of our own paintings
We are Picasso
"Life as though it were an art."
